The dogs legs
have shortened to the shoulders
digging for nothing.
Many nights in this book.
The library is silent
until I leave.
Winter!
I can see my breath settling
under streetlights
Awake again--
the sounds of frozen branches slamming
against the roof.
Beneath the waves
the sunlight stops reaching.
I swim to the boat.
Wonderful
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